I level up from the mirror

The next month, Feng Yun's second disciple, the three-headed dragon, returned to the mountain gate early.

However, under Feng Yun's arrangement, the area that the three-headed dragon belonged to was slightly worse, a freshwater lake became his territory.

Above the lake, there is a small castle, which is far larger than the Shengxia Peak where Tu Ling'er is located, and it is still being gradually repaired.

The space is not big, so it all depends on the master’s wishes.

The same words and the same explanation, but the three-headed dragon's thoughts were a little wilder, and his excitement and joy far exceeded that of Tu Ling'er.

After getting familiar with the environment, the three-headed dragon broke out of the barrier again, preparing to start a sect.

Afterwards, Fang Yu noticed Feng Yun's strange thoughts, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold and leave such an important matter to some young children, which puzzled him.

That night, Fang Yu came to ask for advice with his head full of questions.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows of Feng Yun and Fang Yu stretched very long

"Some things shouldn't be taken too casually. Their minds are too simple and they don't know the dangers in their hearts. If trouble comes in, it will be really troublesome."

Fang Yu is very worried. Things related to lifeline must be chosen by Feng Yun himself.

Although it is time-consuming and laborious, it can only establish a stable foundation before starting other things. Now Feng Yun has completely relaxed his power. Although it is extremely efficient from the perspective of long-term development, the wildness of wild beasts and elves will be indulged and gradually amplified. There will eventually be a day when the wings will grow hard, and when the time comes to distinguish the confrontation, it will be impossible to fight. The point of tidying up

"You don't need to take care of internal affairs. Now you are worried about it. Do you want to take away my power?" Feng Yun joked coldly.

Fang Yu kept saying with a gloomy face and a sinister voice:"It's up to you, but I will observe in secret. If something goes wrong, I will strangle them in the cradle. Don't stop me when"

"OK, then we've settled."

After saying that, Fang Yu left the scene angrily, and Feng Yun had been waiting for this sentence for so many years.

In contrast, Fang Yu, who seemed calm and casual, was actually very principled in his actions. It's just that he doesn't want to show it. Of course, it's also due to the arrogance in his heart.

And those cold regulations, the iron laws that will be promulgated in the door, having Fang Yu in charge will make Feng Yun feel relieved.

Feng Yun doesn't need Fang Yu's support. To save your own face, you only need to strictly abide by the iron rules in the sect. Besides, Fang Yu is not a soft-hearted person. This is Feng Yun's rare severity. Of course, there is no need to bear this pressure.

On the other hand, Qilin Saint He is more concerned about the development of this matter than Feng Yun.

Comparison can only hurt, and it can also make each other progress.

When Qilin Sheng faces those disciples, he is like an old father facing a group of ignorant children. Sometimes I want to hit but can't, sometimes I want to scold, but I regret it afterwards.

If you can use the other party's strength to teach your naughty children, this is a good thing. Then you can learn like Feng Yun, with a weird temper Going to protect the calf can also highlight the partial charm of Qilin Saint as a teacher.

The next day, at sunset, the sunset shines under the Qilin tree.

One person, one Qilin, is enjoying the mature fruit of the spiritual root.

"After all, you still followed my old path, and only in this way can you occupy a certain seat in this land."

After swallowing a mouthful of Fire Spirit Fruit, Qilin Sheng was so swollen that he couldn't hold it anymore. White smoke frequently came out from between his mouth and nose, venting his anger, and even bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"Didn’t you say it’s edible? you are lying to me again"

"Calm down, I'm not Fang Yu, I don't like to make such jokes. Feng Yun took a Thunder Spirit Root fruit and said,"With the corresponding blood power, take the corresponding supplements. Don't take the wrong ones again.""

A fruit like amethyst is held in the mouth of Qilin Saint. In the crystal clear appearance, a blooming thunder flower explodes instantly with the bite force of Qilin Saint, and the juice flows.

"Well, not bad."

For many years, Qilin Saint has not eaten any food in his belly. Such a beneficial effect is comparable to the unripe fruit under the Qilin tree.

If there is an extra layer of spiritual fruit with the power of earth and wood to warm his belly, it will be even better. Going up a level, it was another wonderful experience.

Back to the subject, after enjoying it, Feng Yun said bluntly:"Actually, I am very curious, you should be jealous. Obviously, the apprentices I have taken in are of higher quality. In just one day, the three-headed dragon has already picked up eleven wild beast eggs."

Qilin Sheng first released the power of thunder and lightning that overflowed after the buff, and then slowly said:"It's so beautiful. I haven't felt this way for a long time."

Feng Yun stared at him with a dark face, and then he became serious.

"What is there to be jealous of? How long does it take? Moreover, sometimes quantity is far better than quality. Do you think your dozen or so disciples can defeat my millions of disciples?"

These words really choked Feng Yun.

"Okay, you have your own reasons. Then why did you ask me to come here today, to accompany you to enjoy the flowers and the moon?"

"I want to ask you if you need help. With your current development speed, it may take another thirty years. I can't wait any longer. Those little guys are annoying me to death. You know you are surrounded by flies and mosquitoes every day. Feelings?"

Feng Yun burst into laughter. Thinking about it carefully, he has been suffering from this old guy who is both a father and a mother in the past few years.

He wants to urgently encourage new seedlings, but he is also afraid of destroying the foundation of these good seedlings.

He has to face them every day. There are countless faces, different expressions and different states, all telling the same thing. The young disciples also want to go out to experience, but the outside world is very dangerous. Qilin Sheng has been brainwashing them and transmitting a concept, and A rule was established.

If they can't defeat Feng Yun's weakest disciple, Da Chong, in a single fight, then these little guys are not qualified to go out to practice.

He has to worry about millions of things every day and cannot tolerate any mistakes. If one day If he is not at Qilin Gate, the camp may be blown up soon.

"Can you help me, give them some clues, let them know what the rules are, so that I can use them to my advantage, otherwise my authority as a master will soon be untenable."

In short, Qilin Sheng is eager for success, and these little guys are growing too fast.

"I told you before that this kind of thing can't be rushed. Now, it's your turn to beg me."

Once upon a time, Feng Yun spent several days writing down a complete system of sect rules and the development direction of each disciple.

Under Feng Yun's repeated insistence, Qilin Saint always found it troublesome and did not like this system. Occasionally, he would also say a few heart-wrenching words.

After asking for trouble, he was finally willing to bow his head and look back.